Chapter 1
"Honey," Sandy smiled at her husband Ray, "couldn't we have sex tonight?"
Ray gave her a disgusted look.
"I've already fucked you twice this week," he stammered as he slid out of his clothes and got in bed.
"Now look," she said, "any red blooded male looking at a body as gorgeous as.mine ought to be able to turn on."
"I read you," he said. "Now take it easy."
As Ray tried to get some sleep, his wife wouldn't let him. Her hand reached down to feel of his limp cock.
"Will you let me go to sleep?" Ray said.
"Maybe if I would blow it baby," she said, "I could pump some life back into it."
"Would you just leave it alone," he told her.
Ray was really getting disgusted. He could never let his wife know that he was playing around with the girl at the office. If she knew about this she would have twenty fits.
"Come on," she begged him.
He was tired of protesting. If she wanted to go down on him he figured he might as "veil let her.
She got down between his legs and suddenly gripped his penis and slid her mouth over it, and began giving him a hot mouth treatment.
As the hot mouth worked on his penis, he became harder and harder.
"Oh that feels good," Ray admitted.
His passionate wife persisted in her driving need for sexual fulfillment.
As she worked her mouth up and down on his cock she felt it coming to life. Glancing below, she could see his balls becoming larger.
"Oh yes," Ray said huskily, as he locked his legs around his wife.
She was giving him a good workout now and he enjoyed it. Every minute of it.
The excitement that he felt surging through his body as his wife did him, increased With every cock stab.
"Eat it;' he told her. "Eat my cock."
This was the way she liked to hear him talk. She always had fun like a child when her husband would allow her the freedom to play around with his male member.
Now she was going to town. Grasping his main-stem tightly, she licked the shaft vigorously. He loved the way his wife went for it. But he did miss the variety. If he could talk her into some swapping, he would enjoy it more. Maybe he could.
"That's the way I like it," he told her as he locked his legs tighter around her. "Keep it up honey. That's it. Do it."
She continued giving him the excitement he wanted so desperately.
"Oh yes," he panted, "eat my cock. That's how you do it. Go on. Faster honey, faster."
She continued doing it to him until he could hardly stand it. Now he knew he would have to shoot his cock into her mouth.
"Get set for a big load of cream," he smiled, as he grabbed her head and pulled his wife over the top of his penis.
The sudden explosion of the sticky white sperm brought her the mouthful she wanted so badly. She didn't swallow it immediately, as she wanted to swirl it around in her mouth and taste it. Its taste excited her enormously.
"Oh yes," he told her, "that's the way I like it. Yes, baby, beautiful."
The sexual pleasure subsided as she finished gobbling him.
When she pulled off, he asked her with a smile, "How'd you like it honey?"
"It always tastes so good," she said. "I guess that's why I can't keep my mouth off it."
"How would you like to try another cock?" he asked teasingly.
"What are you talking about dear?" she demanded.
"Just this," he explained, "we both could stand some good action. I think it would be great, honey, if you had some more sex."
"Who with?" she asked him.
"Well," he explained, "there is a guy who works in my-office named Carl. Carl digs wild sex, and I think you would dig him."
"Oh I remember him," she smiled. "He's about six foot two and he's so good looking. Didn't he have some young wife?"
"Yes, he does," he told her. "Shirley. Shirley is a gorgeous honey haired woman with big blue eyes. I'd like to fuck Shirley."
"I thought you would," she said. "You never were thinking of just me, were you dear?"
"No baby," he admitted, "I wasn't. After all, I've got to get my rocks off too."
"Naturally," she said.
He was laughing now and his wife was straddling him. He knew what she wanted, but he was getting sick and tired of eating her pussy all the time.
As she pushed her muff in his mouth, he let his tongue sweep out and he began licking.
"Alright, love," he said, "if this is what you want, this is what you want."
As the muff pushed against his mouth, he started licking. She loved the sensation, of his tongue sweeping against her.
"Oh wow!" she panted. "That's beautiful. Yes baby, yes."
He did have a way about him, letting his tongue stab in there and licking. She loved it.
"Beautiful, baby," she panted, "oh yes. That's the way to do it. Keep it going."
The pleasure was building every moment.
"Eat my pussy," she begged, "that's what I like. Yes baby, keep it up."
His hot hands were all over her body. She loved it when he moved his massaging hands from her buttocks to her bosoms. He knew how to pinch her nipples and get her turned on.
"That's the way I like it," she panted. "Yes, baby, yes."
The pleasure mounted every moment. It wasn't going to be much longer now and he knew it. Suddenly, she started juicing. As she did so, his teeth nibbled at her clitoris.
"Oh honey," she panted in sexual ecstasy, "that's wild. Yes, oh baby, eat my pussy!"
The sensations this generated within her were fantastic. All-at once she juiced some more. That hot white spray pleased him no end.
He didn't quit licking until he had finished his wife there.
"Oh honey," she panted excitedly, "you don't know how good that feels to me. I love it so much when you lick me like that."
There was no doubt in his mind that his wife needed this kind of action, and he was always prepared to turn her on.
"Baby," he told her, "let's have a nice little weekend party. We can take turns. I can have Shirley and you can have Carl. How about that?"
"I don't know," she said. "I don't know whether we're doing the right thing at all by getting involved with another couple."
"Yes we are," he said. "It will relieve the boredom."
She was furious to think that he was suggesting that she was boring.
"Am I so boresome to you, dear husband?" Sandy asked acidly, glaring at him.
"I didn't mean that," he said.
"After I've just pushed my passionate pussy in your face," she said, "you have a nerve to make a remark like that."
"I'm sorry," he said, "forgive me. I worship at the shrine of your pussy. O.K.?" .
"Now don't go that routine any more either," she exclaimed. "I don't appreciate it one bit."
He was becoming more and more disgusted with her attitude.
"Baby doll," he told her, "you really get me uptight."
"What do you mean?" she demanded.
"Just this," he told her. "I get sick and tired of you. You really get me angry."
"Do I?" she smiled at him.
"Yes," he said angrily. "You do."
It was not difficult for her to understand why. She could be testy and impossible, and she was forever demanding sex and more sex.
"You know honey," he told Sandy bluntly, "maybe you are oversexed. Do you think you should go to a doctor?"
"Oversexed?" she stammered, as her face turned red with rage. "I should say not. It's just that you haven't given me enough."
"I don't know whether I could give you enough or any man could give you enough, baby," he admitted.
"That's nice talk," she snapped. "Next thing you will be saying is that I belong in a house. One of those houses where men go."
"I know what you mean," he chuckled. "You don't have to draw a picture for me."
"No," Sandy exploded, "I'm sure I don't. I'm sure that you've frequented places like that every opportunity. I hear they have them in Vegas, or some place near there."
"They are not in Vegas," he told her. "At least not as an above ground activity. But there are other places in Nevada where it is perfectly legal. And I think it's great."
"You would," she complained. "Where can women go? If there is such a thing as sexual freedom, they should have brothels where women can pick up men."
"I don't think you're going to find those quite as sassy as the other kind," he smiled.
"And why not?" she said tartly, looking at him with rage written all over her face.
"Because baby," he explained, "the man's part of the sex act is a little different than a woman's part. The woman just has to lean back and enjoy it. But the man has to shoot his rocks and he can only do that so many times a night."
"So?" she said. "It might cost more, but it would be worth it. That's an occupational difference, yes."
"Well I don't know whether there are such places, baby," he told her, "but I hope you find one sometime. Good luck."
Saying no more, he rolled over and started going to sleep. Then he felt his wife's hand an-noyingly on his shoulder.
"Aren't you ever going to let me go to sleep?" he asked disgustedly.
"Why yes of course dear," she said. "But I hate to go to sleep with all of this hostility. I'm sorry I snapped at you. Maybe it would be fun to get together with Carl and Shirley for a swap session."
"We'll talk about it tomorrow," he said grog-gily, trying his best to get to sleep.
"Alright love," she said softly.
They both had a troubled night as the agru-ment didn't help them to sleep easily. Nevertheless, the very next day he was happy that she did get up to fix him some breakfast.
However when she quickly told him that she wanted him to mention it to Carl about the weekend that they could have a swap meet, he understood why she was being so polite and thoughtful about fixing breakfast.
"Well thank you," he told her, "for being so thoughtful about fixing breakfast. I really appreciate your kind consideration. You can be sure of that."
When he got to work he found it a bit difficult to know how to approach his friend Carl. They worked together at a real estate office and Carl was quite busy taking people out to see houses.
"When you're free, Carl," he told him, "maybe we could talk a bit."
"I won't be free till lunch," Carl told him.
That gave him more problems to solve.
"Well how would it be," Ray asked, "if I took you out to lunch?"
"Well I never knew you cared," he chuckled.
At lunchtime, Ray began talking to him about sex. This really got Carl uptight.
"Well I appreciate all of the concern over my sexual life," he said, "but I usually don't discuss it at lunchtime with my co-worker. At least, not the same sex."
"Well I'll tell you why I was talking about it," Ray explained. "My wife Sandy digs you. She feels the need of some extra action, and I just don't feel up to sex as many times as she wants it."
"What are you suggesting, a swap meet?" Carl asked him.
"How did you know?" Ray demanded.
"Well that wasn't hard to figure out," he said, "you were leading up to it. You were so worried about my sex life, and you wanted to know this detail, and that detail, so I figured that you wanted to get together with your wife. One time at an office party she did get a little loaded and I thought she had a crush on me. I wasn't sure, but from the way she was pressing against my penis with her hand, I figured that was what she had in mind."
"Oh no," Ray exclaimed, "has Sandy ever been that bold?"
"-Well it was a Christmas party," he said explaining, "and she was probably loaded."
"You know I've got to watch that woman," Ray said nervously. "I think she's oversexed. I really do."
"Well you can send her over to my bed any time you want," he said. "She would be a beautiful bed warmer."
"Now it would only be fair if there was an exchange," Ray insisted. "How about your wife Shirley?"
"Well I'd have to ask her, of course," he said. "But I think she might like the idea. We've gone to a couple of swap meets. It's a lot of fun except one guy got stoned and thought I was making out with his wife and he hadn't given me permission. He went for his gun and was about to blow my brains out until his wife reminded him that he had invited me over."
"I suppose it can be kind of dangerous sometimes," Ray admitted.
"You bet your ass it can," he said.
The plans were set for Saturday night, and when Ray went back to his wife and told her, she was delighted.
"Oh marvelous," she exclaimed. "I will fix a big meal and we'll have a ball." "I'm sure we will," he said. The events of the week really got to him. He could hardly wait for Saturday night.
Saturday night at eight o'clock Carl and Shir-ly showed up at the front door of Ray and Sandy Jackson's suburban home.
"Good evening," Ray smiled, as he opened the door and saw Carl and Shirley standing there.
He looked at Shirley a moment and his mouth watered. Her beautiful firm round bosoms and her flashing smile captured him instantly.
"Come in, Shirley," he smiled. "You will enjoy our hospitality tonight. We've prepared a real feast for the both of you."
"Well how nice," Carl said. "It's always fun to go to a party, even a sex party."
When they went into the living room, they caught sight of Sandy rushing around, putting the finishing touches on a delectable buffet dinner.
"Oh you shouldn't have gone to all that work for us," Shirley complained.
"Oh it was nothing," she told her. "Really nothing. I'm so happy that I could."
"Bless you," Shirley smiled. "I was delighted to hear of the invitation to the party. I've always found your husband to be very attractive."
"Well I would get jealous," Sandy laughed, "if it weren't for the fact I'm so crazy over Carl."
It didn't take her long to ease over to Carl.
"Well I noticed you cared a little bit for him at the Christmas party last year," Shirley nodded with a knowing glance.
"Oh you were watching us," she said. "He was a bad boy, wasn't he?"
"Or was it you were a bad girl?" Shirley asked, allowing a small smile.
immediately Sandy picked up on her jealousy and made the most of it.
"Well let's just say, Shirley honey, that we both got carried away and didn't know how to control ourselves."
"What a nice way to put that," she said.
As the evening progressed, the couples did a lot of talking.
"Where are you going this year for Christmas?"
Shirley smiled. "Well we were considering Jamaica," Ray told her.
"Oh I love Jamaica," she said. "I really adore Montego Bay. It's so beautiful there. Once when we were there-we were in a small villa overlooking the sea. And at night time when all the stars come out and the water is so beautiful with the moon illuminating it, it seemed the closest thing to heaven than anything I've ever been near." "Well I love it too," Ray said. "Marvelous swimming." As they continued talking, it became evident that they were all hot for sex.
"Now I guess we'll just pair off," Shirley smiled. "I imagine you want my husband."
"Well if you don't mind," Sandy laughed.
"Not at all," Shirley said. "As a matter of fact, it would be good to have your husband one night to relieve the monotony. I always say it's ridicu-lous for a couple not to share. Once they discover that they can enjoy many people, they don't have to be confined to one person. That's silly."
At this point Sandy was ready to go to bed with Carl. And Shirley was ready to go to bed with Ray. As Sandy tugged at Carl, he joined her quickly.
"I guess we'll take a guest bedroom," Sandy giggled.
Once they were in the bedroom, she looked at her lover. "Now what should we do?" she smiled. "Some- thing different, maybe."
"I've got an idea," he smiled.
"What?" she asked.
"How would you like to have me eat your pussy?" he said. "That would be a good beginning."
"Oh it would," she said, "and maybe you could eat something out of it."
"Like honey?" he laughed.
"Well no," she said, "I think eating honey out of a pussy is old hat. I would like to try something quite different."
Sandy went to the kitchen. She looked all over the kitchen cupboards trying to locate something that she thought would be really different.
At last she found something she thought he would enjoy. It was chocolate, and she figured she could spoon it in.
She took the chocolate syrup that had normally been used for the ice cream, and hurried back to the bedroom with it. Carl way lying there on the bed, eager for action.
"Where have you been honey?" he demanded.
"Well I was trying to find something different to put in my pussy," she laughed.
"Did you find it?" he asked.
"Yes baby, I did," she said. "Some nice choco- late syrup."
He got a big charge out of it as she handed him the container of chocolate and a spoon.
"Now what do you expect me to do?" he laughed.
"Spoon feed my pussy," she said as she sat there naked on the bed.
Reaching down, she gently pried her pussy lips apart.
"Now feed me some of that chocolate," she told him.
Carl was laughing so hard that he found it next to impossible to spoon it into her pussy. Instead of getting it into the pussy, he was getting it all over her inner thighs.
"I'm sorry," he laughed, "I guess I'm not doing a very good job of this."
"Well don't worry about it, darling," she told him, "because you really won't have many problems. You can lick all that chocolate off my thighs and then stick your tongue into my pussy. How does that grab you?"
"Oh I'd like that," he told her.
Now she was ready. And he was too.
"Baby," he told her, "let's get ready."
She threw her legs over his shoulders and he got his face involved with her moundr He licked around her inner thighs, and then he began stabbing his tongue into her vagina. She loved the sensations that it created to have a tongue, sticky and eager, licking quickly.
"Oh that's wonderful," she panted. "Yes, I love that"
As he licked away, she reached down to grip his head and guide him over her mound.
"That's it," she panted, "yes baby, keep that up. Oh yes, I love it."
The pleasure was building every second now, and she could hardly stand it.
"Oh baby," she panted, "that's the way to do it. Yes, yes, keep it going."
It wasn't going to be much longer now, and he knew it.
"Eat my pussy," she cried enthusiastically, "eat it, lick it. Oh, yes, it's chocolate pussy. Chocolate pussy is best."
To his amazement he found that it did taste fantastic coming from her pussy. Grabbing her buttocks, he pressed his face tighter to her mound and licked her vigorously.
"Oh wow!" she panted. "That's fantastic. Yes, baby, that's the way I like it. Keep it up."
It seemed as if the sensations would never stop.
"That's the way I like it," she panted. "Keep it up. Keep your tongue going. Oh honey, now you're licking. Oh yes baby, yes. Keep it going."
He didn't stop for a moment and he continued plunging in there. The sensations had her so stimulated at this point she was trembling.
"Oh honey baby," she panted, as his hands gripped her breasts tightly and he let his tongue continue pouring in there as he nibbled her clit.
Withdrawing his tongue, he had a proud look on his face.
"How'd you like that, baby?" he smiled at her.
"Beautiful, darling," she said. "Now just straddle me and I'll show you a few things maybe no one ever did to you."
"As you want it," he said. "I'm here to please you."
He really was there to please himself, but he wanted to give her the illusion that she was getting what she wanted. He knew that his buddy Ray had plenty of problems satisfying her. Therefore he decided he would do everything in his power to satisfy her carnal lusts, so she would leave her tired husband alone, now and then.
His naked body straddled her and then he moved up, letting his buttocks fall on her bosoms.
"Now baby," he smiled at her, as he gripped his penis and guided it toward her lips, "I'm going to give you eight and a half inches."
"Oh let me lick your asscheeks first," she suggested.
"Oh you like to lick ass," he said, "go ahead, honey."
Moving forward, he let her lick with her tongue all over his behind. She gripped it tightly and kept her eyes open while she was doing it. The sight of his gigantic cock in his hand as he slowly rhythmically pulled it added to her pleasure.
Finally, letting her tongue slip along his testicles, he loved it when she slid up the length of his cock and covered it with her mouth.
"Oh it's beautiful, Sandy," Carl said. "Oh yes, baby, lick it, lick the joy stick."
It wasn't going to take much longer now, and he knew it. So he slowed his thrusts down so the pleasure could last longer. He loved being at the height of sexual ecstasy, and as her tongue licked the head of his shaft, he knew that it wouldn't be much longer and she would have him there.
"Oh Sandy baby," he gasped excitedly, "that's what I like. Oh yes, honey. Love me."
Reaching under him, she played with his balls as she took him in, inch by inch. Finally he had it sliding down her throat giving him just the kind of stimulation he required.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "that's beautiful. Yes baby, that's the way I want it."
He enjoyed it slamming it down her throat, as it gave him a feeling of male domination. He liked the idea that she would almost choke on his cock.
"Are you having difficulty breathing?" he smiled smugly, as he went on thrusting.
Sandy nodded as she could hardly reply. Not with a mouthful of cock, anyway.
"Oh baby," he gasped excitedly, "that's beautiful. Oh honey, are you ever giving my cock a good workout. Oh baby, that's beautiful. Oh, ah, yes, yes, that's the way I like it.".
His sweaty, big balls bounced on her chin as his rock hard cock stabbed away in her mouth, and down her throat.
"Eat it," he panted, "eat it, baby. You're going to get a nice big load of sperm, baby, and I want you to swallow my sperm."
Carl was really enjoying himself. He could never get his wife Shirley to give him this much action.
"Keep it up baby," he begged, "that's what I want. Ah yes honey, keep it going."
He was giving it to her now in a wild wonderful way.
"Oh yes," he panted, "that's the way I like it. Keep it going."
Her head was bobbing up and down over it now, and he was getting closer and closer to climax.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes, I'm almost there."
The rock hard cock slid down her throat. She opened her eyes as she pulled back and forth on the huge hunk of cock. She enjoyed the sight of his pubic hair and she loved the sight of his swaying balls. Her fingers began playing with his testicles.
"Oh yes," he gasped, "that's beautiful. Oh baby, keep it up."
The preasure that she found at this point was increasing.
"Oh baby," he panted, "that's the way I like it. Yes baby, yes."
Suddenly, the rock hard cock exploded in her mouth.
"Eat it," he gasped eagerly. "Eat it."
His legs locked around her head and he shot a load into her mouth. As she felt the sticky white cum surging down her throat, she pulled off so she could get it in her mouth and taste it.
Pulling back, she got some of the precious substance in her mouth and swirled it around with her tongue.
Finishing him off, she finally slid off him.
"Oh wow!" he told her. "What a good fuck."
Meantime, her husband was having as much fun with Carl's wife.
"Shirley," Ray smiled, "you don't know how monotonous it gets doing it with the same person all the time."
"Are you telling me?" Shirley laughed. "Look baby, I've been around. And I get bored doing it with Carl. As a matter of fact, he could take lessons in how to use his tongue."
"I take it from that," Ray smiled, "that you like tongue."
"Yes I do," she said, "and I like a man who is not afraid to use it, if you know what I mean."
Shirley's hands were massaging her vagina, so it left little doubt in Ray's mind what she meant.
"O.K., baby," he told her, "I'll get down there and lick."
She was delighted and excited at this point. She could hardly wait for that moment.
"Come on, baby," he smiled at her, "that's the way to do it."
It wasn't going to be much longer, and she knew it. As she looked at him, her desire became greater.
"Say," he smiled, "would you do a few things for me that I can't get her to do?"
"Like what?" she asked.
"Well I always enjoy getting my ass licked," he said.
"Alright," she said.
He lay on his stomach, and her hands reached out and massaged down his back to his buttocks. As her hands glided over the surface of his firm round behind, she became more and more eager for action.
"Oh baby," he told her, "this is going to be a lot of fun."
Vigorously, she gripped his asscheeks and she squeezed them and played with them.
"Oh I like when you feel of me back there, honey," he told her, "that's wild."
It wasn't going to be much longer now before she gave him more excitement. Bending over, she brushed the tip of her breasts across his back.
"Press your beautiful bosoms on my ass," he advised her.
She let her breasts crush against his buttocks. He loved the sensations, that followed.
"Oh yes," he gasped, "that's what I like. Keep it up."
She didn't stop for a moment. The pleasure in- creased every second.
"Oh wow!" he told her. "That's how I like it.
Yes, baby, yes."
The pleasure was building to a passionate pitch now as her hot tongue swept over the surface of his asscheeks. She parted his asscheeks, and felt of his prostate while she licked the buttocks. Then she would press her bosoms against his ass, to bring him to the brink of excitement for she knew it wouldn't take long once he slipped his cock into her mouth.
"You can stop now baby," he told her. "I can't stand it. I'm going to shoot off any minute."
She did quit, and then he turned over. As he did so, she caught sight of his magnificent penis.
"Oh that's a long one, Ray," she smiled. "How long is it?"
"About eight inches," he said. "And baby, just lick it with the tip of your tongue and then slip you mouth over the head."
She licked the tip of it, and then proceeded to slide her mouth down over the head of it.
"Oh that's beautiful," he told her. "Yes. Now lick that."
The pleasure was building now and he was really enjoying it.
"Yes," he told her, "that's the way I like it.
Keep it up."
It wasn't going to be much longer now, and he knew it.
"Oh wow!" he told her, "That's the way. Ah, yes, baby, yes. Massage the balls."
Reaching down, she manipulated his testicles while her hand grasped his penis,-and her mouth worked vigorously.
"Oh I like that," he told her. "Yes, baby, that's beautiful. Oh yes."
The pleasure mounted every moment, and it was so exciting she could hardly stand it. Her body was tingling at this point.
"Oh eat it," he demanded, "eat my cock. That's it baby, eat it."
He was pumping it to her, in rhythmic movements. His hands grasping her, held her in place. He loved the feeling of domination, as she went down on him.
"Oh, I wish my wife could do it like you're doing it baby," he said. "She's no good at it."
He continued thrusting it to her, until the juice started to surface at the end of his penis.
"Oh baby," he panted, "slow down. I'm so excited I'm going to shoot in a minute. Stop it."
Momentarily she stopped. She knew that she couldn't continue at this pace much longer.
"Oh wow!" he exclaimed. "That's beautiful. Yes, it's wild."
The sensations that she enjoyed at this point were increasing every moment.
"Oh baby, you're going to get a mouthful. You're going to love it."
Suddenly he erupted in her mouth. As the steady stream of white cum shot into her mouth, she gulped.
"Oh baby," he told her, "that's what I like. Eat it. Eat that cock. Eat that big cock."
The juices continued spurting into her mouth and she finished it off.
Slowly sliding her mouth off his shaft, she looked up at him.
"Oh baby," she panted, "that was beautiful."
As she lay there between his legs, he marveled at her skill.
"That was about the best blow job I've ever had, honey," he told her.
"Well thank you," Shirley told him.
As the two of them talked, they realized they had to meet in secret and avoid the double exchange.
"You're a bad boy to suggest it," she told him.
"Oh I don't think my wife is as faithful with me," he said suspiciously.
"Have you any proof or is it just your imagination?" she asked.
"Well I don't have any proof yet," he said, "but I'm sure that I'm right."
"Well many times," she laughed, "things look one way and in fact they can be another. You can't really be sure until you have proof."
"Well let's not worry about her," he said. "What matters is you and me."
He held her closely and then he snuggled down to her and put his arms around her and kissed her passionately. As her great bosoms crushed against his chest, waves of electrical sexual pleasure tingled up and down his spine.
Her arms went around him, and she returned the kiss, pressing hard.
"I wish my wife could kiss me like that," he said.
"Well maybe if you were nicer to her, she would," she laughed.
"Now don't stick up for her," he chuckled. "Whose side are you on?"
"Honey," she said, "I have a happy marriage. This is just a swap session. And don't you forget it."
"I'll try not to," he said.
They kissed once more and then they relaxed.